User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG (Rebooted)/@comment-4677325-20190717172104/@comment-1298206-20190807224851

Bluestripe smiled warmly and patted Willow's head softly, careful to avoid the spikes. "That's right." He rose from the floor and tucked the flower in the front of his shirt collar so that the flower poked out for all to see.